In approximately 6.24 hours my alarm will be going off to awaken me to, yet, another bright and beautiful Monday mornin’….I will attempt to rise during the first burst of chaos my phone yells out loud….really though, i won’t even get as far as opening my eyes. my fingers are programmed to see for themselves to hit the side snooze button and they are good at what they do…

after many more, rather annoying, attempts i will finally wake up with greater than > or equal to = 6-14.7 min to get out the door..

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every Sunday before i start my new Monday I hope.

I hope that things will be different tomorrow….

i’ll be on time!! no traffic line!! ….if all goes according to plan.

i won’t be late!!! it will be great!!!!! all will be clappin’ their hands!!!

When those wake up bells chime I’ll rise on a dime…

I will just WAKE UP!!

time is a factor, i’m like a tractor

i just need to WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!

every Sunday before i start my new Monday I hope.

I hope that I’ll have enough time.

to shower, to eat, to coffee myself…

to putz, to putter to rearrange shelves…

the mornin’ alarm doesn’t mean harm….

….if i just WAKE UP!!

my body will move and find its own groove ….

….i just gotta Wake up!! Wake up!!

every Sunday before i start my new Monday I hope.

i hope and i pray because maybe one day, maybe someday

i will just wake up.

i hope and i pray for Monday Sunday ….

i need to just fuckin’ WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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this next lil number i happened upon when i was still thinking i would get to bed early tonight…APPARENTLY, I AM A WORM.

Early Bird

“Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird

And catch the worm for your breakfast plate,

If you’re a bird, be an early bird —

But if you’re a worm, sleep late.”

~Shel Silverstein

….update: so i wrote this last night and didn’t post it because i had some tweaking to do…i didn’t wake up on time this morning.
in fact, after waking up totally not on time i still tried to maneuver making coffee for my drive…i learned quickly that i turned on the wrong burner..
from that…i learned even more:

1) my smoke alarm needs new batteries
2) i might have cancer for breathing in plastic fumes
3) the handle might be gone, but i can use my strainer without it.
4) i’m not sure how to get plastic off a burner without it emitting more fumes…
5) do NOT turn on the lower left burner if you are trying to use the lower right burner.

And everyone grins,

And everyone cuddles,

And everyone wins.

unfortunately, my blurbbage site is not as advanced as my verbage site so i can only provide half the product.

.may the flow be with you.

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hi.

how are you?

….lost?

mmm…..

me too.

let’s talk about it………………..

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let’s talk about the whatif’s

let’s talk about the i can’tz

let’s talk about the i want’z

let’s talk about the i shan’tz

let’s talk about the how to’z

let’s talk about the i don’tz

let’s talk about the i do’z….

let’s talk about the i won’tz….

…. .

let’s talk about pol-itics….

let’s talk about re-ligion…

let’s talk about the gray’z n blue’z….

let’s talk about our favorite songs…

…. .

let’s talk about the wea-ther…

we’ll even talk ’bout the whether or not’s…

let’s talk about us together…

____thick black lines ‘n lots o’ dots……

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let’s talk about random so n’ so-so’s….

let’s talk about trinkets and such…

let’s talk to work out the kinks

let’s talk about what it’s like when we touch….

_ ….

let’s talk about you, you, you…

let’s talk about me, me, me….

let’s talk about it, it, it…..

how hard could it be, be, be……

………………………………….

…how hard could it be…

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hi.

how are you?

….better!?

mmm…..

me too….

felt good to talk about it….

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we talkt about being open

we talkt about being free…

we talkt about what it is to truly love…

….love honestly.

. .

we talkt about what we fear…

we talkt about what we dream…

we talkt ’bout our in-securities….

we talkt ’bout the in-betweens….

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we talkt about home-made breakfast….

we talkt about the birds and the bees,

…..we talkt ’bout good mornin’ s n coffee…

we talkt ’bout paintin’ a tree, literally…

…… .so funny……..

we talkt about our visions for life…

we talkt about what we see….

we talkt about makin’ ends meet…

we talkt about family…

we talkt about you, you, you…

we talkt about me, me, me….

….i never knew, knew, knew

how easy it could be, be, be…

just to talk to you, you , you

for you to listen to me, me, me….

….i love to listen to you too, too, too….

…you set my mind so free, free, free….

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(as i was writing this the song ‘Young Folk’ came on my internetz rad-io …it’s by Peter Bjorn and John. I have no idea who they are. All a sudden I said..whoa. and smiled….i love when this kinda stuff goes down….John, Peter and I are very in sync…i totally dig this….it’s good stuff….)